| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895. |
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| A Conquest |
| | | Walter Herries Pollock (b. 1850) |
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| I FOUND him openly wearing her token; | |
| I knew that her troth could never be broken; | |
| I laid my hand on the hilt of my sword,— | |
| He did the same, and he spoke no word; | |
| I faced him with his villainy; | 5 |
| He laughed, and said, “She gave it me.” | |
| We searched for seconds, they soon were found; | |
| They measured our swords; they measured the ground; | |
| They held to the deadly work too fast; | |
| They thought to gain our place at last. | 10 |
| We fought in the sheen of a wintry wood; | |
| The fair white snow was red with his blood; | |
| But his was the victory, for, as he died, | |
| He swore by the rood that he had not lied. | |
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